User blog comment:Silva the Squirrelmaiden/Silva's Songs ♫/@comment-1407491-20101229014934

I guess what this song is about…I kind of just wrote it on a whim, but….basically, it’s about the dreamed up, make believe world we all go to sometimes, where the flowers are made of paper, so they wont die. Where you can’t get hurt by friends or loved ones leaving you. Where you can be you, and have your own thoughts, and no one can see or criticize you. Paper flowers represent dreams. The part about “my underwater room” just signifies you submerging yourself in your dreams, sometimes to the point where you block out reality. It’s a good place to be, sometimes, when all reality throws at you is bitterness and hate. I tend to go there when I get depressed. And I bet whoever reads this (if anyone reads this) is thinking I’m crazy. And I probably am…..to a point. Paper flowers smell better than real ones. Paper lasts longer….though, at some time, it will fade.